Write a story where one person is trying to say goodbye but keeps getting interrupted.

Posted in Middle School on Oct 26, 2022

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“To hit it off” by Juan Andrés Tártalo Aguirre

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I think my nose is broken. I just wanted to say hi to my aunt, but now I’ll have to get new glasses, and she’s trying to wipe my blood off my face. Well, I have to admit that girl has a nice throwing arm. Good for her, I think she got a scholarship for that. I’ve seen her play in the varsity. Anyone that has seen my sketchbook would recognize her too, she’s my current muse. I’ve never really talked to her. I wanted to leave a better first impression. “I’m so sorry! Are you oka...

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“Centuries Apart” by E.C. Nickelson

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"Freja, I gotta go..." His words fell on deaf ears as his wife cut him off."Baby, come here! You've got to see this!" Shaking his shaven head, he gave a rue smile and went to his angel of a wife. "Lookatthat!" He looked out the circle window to where her long, delicate finger pointed. On the water was a longboat with a dragon head at the prow. "Just like the ones from that show we watch! Vikings!""Freja, Baby, I really have ta...""Goseeit? Metoo!" Hurrying her excited words, she took his hand and pulled him to the door. "Come on, Óðr! This i...

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“She's A Cutter” by Jarrel Jefferson

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TW: self harm, gore, murder Mary decided to chop off her hand today. She ignored the voice in her head for months. That voice that told her to toss her inhibition in the garbage disposal and flip the switch. Cut your hand off. A tear dropped from her eye. She’ll miss her hand. It kept her balanced during high school gymnastics. It carried her wedding ring during her first marriage. It lifted her baby in the air that one day when the spring sun stood behind them. Mary pulled her cleaver from the...

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“Sweet dreams-sweet droms” by Evelina K

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“So, I was planning on changing those curtains, I think I need a brighter color for the bedroom, what do you think, sweetheart?” my grandma says while showing me around the room via the Skype videocall. She’s been quite obsessed with renovations lately, watching all kinds of annoying shows with mansion transformations, as if she even has the money to make her useless expectations come true. “Yeah, yeah, great idea,” I mumble while checking the Zelda chat. I’m officially bored...

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“All boys should play” by Adelina Stoyanova

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Charles was rolling down the hill : it was going slow at first, then his body gathered velocity, like an avalanche. Тhe lightness of the air made him burst into surprised laughter. Another outburst of laughter - that of a child - followed his.` Isn `` t - isn ` t this - great?`, asked Junior as they reached the bottom of the hill and came to a stop.` Surely beats walking down the damn thing `, answered Charles, still laughing. ` God, I haven`t felt this light, this weightless in...``...in too long `, interrupted him the boy, looking at ...

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“Farewell, Winston” by Joy Wood

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“Mommy! Winston sleeping!” The words swim around in my head without meaning. Without warning, small fingers grip my eyelids and force them open. “Mommy, wake up! Winston sleeping!” “Winston...sleeping?” I repeat groggily, batting the offending hand away with one of my own. Suddenly, the words form clearly in my mind and I shoot forward, now wide awake. Jumping out of bed, I hurry to the living room. Charlie follows close behind me, giggling. At only three years old, she thinks we are playing a game. Crossing through the kitchen I s...

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“Can I Say Goodbye?” by Robin ✿

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Jake looked at his passport. He was going to Singapore, and wanted to say goodbye to his best friend Mike. He had known him for many years, and now today was the day to be parted. He kept his passport in his bag, and then kept the bag on the sofa. Grabbing a small present, he ran out the door and headed for Mike's house. He had come there in time. Ding Dong! Ding Dong! Mike had opened it. ' Oh, hello Jake!' Mike exclaimed. ' Please come in,' Mike closed the door gently without a sound when Jake came inside, right after slipping of his shoes ...

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“WALK ON” by Debbie Curtin

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I didn’t see this coming but here we are. Slowly, I rise from the pile of metal, shards of glass and the heat that was so intense my face melted to the bone. But, up I struggle to rise, with knees so broken, I screamed with the effort to adjust my stance as best I could. One hand was blown off, the other shredded around my weapon. “Wow,” is the only word I voiced as I looked around the busted hillside. In one brief moment, all hell broke loose. Vaguely, I remember landing with full force upon an IED, never doubting or questioning my choice. ...

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“Pancakes” by Hannah Fransen

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I woke up to the smell of pancakes wafting through the house, drawing me to the kitchen like a moth to a flame. I rubbed the restless sleep from my eyes, and combed my fingers through my hair in an effort to smooth it down. Luckily, pancakes don't judge you for your looks. I stumbled through the hallway towards the kitchen, standing silently in the door frame for a moment as I took her in. Roxy stood in front of the kitchen stove, humming merrily as she scraped the last bit of batter out of a bowl, onto her pan. She wore her dark blue r...

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“Every Minute” by Rhiann Olson

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I woke to a bright light above me, which I realized quickly was just the light from outside my bedroom window. My chest was sore, probably from the drinking last night. I had heartburn from hell, and a wicked headache. “Note to self, never drink that hard again.” I muttered to myself as I raised from the dead to go and find something to ease this hangover. As I wandered through the halls, my feet felt heavier than normal with every step and I can hear this buzzing inside my head, it sounds like voice...

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“Cherry Pie” by Eleanor Cornforth

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Staring out of the carriage window with my face pressed into the glass of a Great Western Railway train is my first memory of a feeling that I would later come to know as ` good-bye ´. Wide-eyed, I would sit on the stained and bristly seats, hoping each time that if I pressed myself into the glass hard enough or for long enough that eventually, it would pull me through. Imagining its DNA warping and evolving to the mould of me, just enough that I could step out through the other side and back onto the platform. Instead, my small breath would...

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“Love, Adira” by Amie Bontrager

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Adira Archer still remembered the last normal day she would ever have like it was yesterday. To be fair, it was yesterday. But it seemed like it was a hundred years ago. Yesterday, if someone had told her she was a half-fae with magic powers and a family she'd never met, she'd have told them they were insane and needed help. But now, she was thinking she was the one who needed help. At least now, she knew why her mother had disappeared. It was all so obvious! Well, maybe not obvious, but if she thought about it, she remembered all the times...

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“Happy Endings Aren't for Everyone” by Ellie Beldowicz

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I felt my nails dig into the wooden table, pain surging through my body. I lifted my eyes from my feet to the vase that was placed on the table. The single rose that was ever so delicately placed in the vase was wilting, the once luscious red petals a now musty color of burgundy. The final petal fell to the ground and disintegrated on the wood. I felt a single tear run down my cheek and drop, splattering itself from impact. I looked out the large picturesque window at the gloomy world outside. Large clouds made the sky a depressing shade of ...

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“A Heartfelt Eulogy Before We Are All Ritually Sacrificed and Consumed” by Adam Schwartz

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Classmates, cultists, and tentacled monstrosities lend me your ears. Boy, that’s not the way I ever thought I’d start a speech. Now that I’ve said it, I’m beginning to wonder if those creatures even have ears. Does a squid have ears? So far, I’ve only seen a few enormous tentacles emerge from the crater lake sporting suckers the size of car tires. Ugh, I’m rambling. Nerves, you know? I’m better with time to rehearse in front of a mirror. I’d like to start by thanking the cultists for giving me a c...

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“A Best Friend's Farewell” by Jam Aboy

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It's been a while; I hope that this would end smoothly. I was just silent so as not to surprise my best friend. I don't want her to be sad. We've been together for almost six years, and it's difficult to say goodbye to her. She's furious, but at the same time, cute. I'm also afraid that I can't say goodbye to her, she might get angry with me. Finding the perfect timing is not an easy job. There are only three months left before I leave, and I think it's too long. I'm not procrastinating, though. I plan to tell her my farewell days before our...

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Write a story where one person is trying to say goodbye but keeps getting interrupted.

Submissions are closed

✍️ 155 stories

“To hit it off” by Juan Andrés Tártalo Aguirre

“Centuries Apart” by E.C. Nickelson

“She's A Cutter” by Jarrel Jefferson

“Sweet dreams-sweet droms” by Evelina K

“All boys should play” by Adelina Stoyanova

“Farewell, Winston” by Joy Wood

“Can I Say Goodbye?” by Robin ✿

“WALK ON” by Debbie Curtin

“Pancakes” by Hannah Fransen

“Every Minute” by Rhiann Olson

“Cherry Pie” by Eleanor Cornforth

“Love, Adira” by Amie Bontrager

“Happy Endings Aren't for Everyone” by Ellie Beldowicz

“A Heartfelt Eulogy Before We Are All Ritually Sacrificed and Consumed” by Adam Schwartz

“A Best Friend's Farewell” by Jam Aboy

🌟 Similar prompts

Write a story that spans a month during which everything changes.

Start your story with a character taking a leap of faith.

Write about someone who is always looking toward the future.

Start your story with an ending and work backward toward the beginning.

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